Super Nova.

Chapter 77

~ Jenna's POV ~

We were finally on our way home. Home to Detroit. I sat on the jet talking to Paul about the business with my mom. There had been no more interviews with her and now he wanted to know if we really should response to her lies. If we do, there would be a riot and every single reporter and paparazzi will come at us to get the scoop. If we don't everybody might think she's just a liar who tried to get some cash.

"I trust you in this, Paul" I said and nodded at him. "You've done this before, what's best?"

"I say we just kill the bitch" I heard from the back where Marshall sat with Hailie whom now giggled silently.

"Yeah asshole, that was not an option" Paul grunted and I smiled at him like adults smile at each other when their children is sweetly defiant.

"It should be" Marshall growled and I just shrugged at Paul leaving him to decide if it would be an option after all.

"I think that if she keeps calm and not goes to the press again we sit in silence" he said and I could hear a snort from the back and sighed about Marshall's immaturity.

"Yes, then we do that" I said and lean forward to give his hand a squeeze and thank him for doing this for me.

"Just taking care of my peeps" he smiled at me and I smiled back.

"If you're done with my fiancée I would like to smooch her up now" Marshall said and I was so happy that Hailie just went into the bedroom because it was more than enough with Paul's stare as I left my seat and walked over to Marshall with my cheeks flaring.

"Don't do that" I said to him and slapped his arm softly. "You are embarrassing me".

"Don't give him a too hard time, Jenna. He's just a child he doesn't understand" Paul chuckled as he lean his chair back to take a rest.

I giggled at his comment until Marshall shut me up with a deep long fiery kiss. As he finally let me go I was out of breath and he had a big smile on his lips.

"Don't laugh at me" he said. "I might make you as frustrated as you've ever been".

I just gaped and stared at him, couldn't believe what he just did. But if he wanted to play I could try to meet him in that.

"Oh okay, I'm sorry I won't ever laugh at you again" I said and sat down with my head bowed opposite of him.

I didn't look at him. I didn't look up at all. I just sat there like a good girl and I could feel his eyes on me. I pretended to go to sleep and I could feel him leaning my seat back to make it more comfortable for me. He kissed my forehead and mumbled something inaudible and I had to fight not to smile at his cuteness.

After I made sure that Paul was asleep, snoring in his seat and the staff in their little cabin in the front of the jet I started my little plan. I started to move in my seat as if I was dreaming of something hot and sexy. I let out a quiet moan loud enough for Marshall to hear it and noticing me. I let one hand move over my belly down and stay right under the hem of my jeans and the other up to my neck stroking it as if I was warm. I let out another moan and opened my mouth gasping a little and arching my back.

"Jenna are you okay?" Marshall whispered and patted my knee to snap me out of my dream.

I let my hand continue the travel down my jeans and now I stroked the inside of my thigh as I started to flicker as I put one of my fingers on the other hand in my mouth an sucked it.

"Jenna for fuck sake" I could hear Marshall growled and he gasped as well now. "Jenna stop this shit" he said and I moaned as I let my hand stroke over my core over my pants. "Shit Jenna!" he said and grabbed my shoulders and shook me.